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rawbins-undertale-blog · 3 years

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hey there again!!!

might i slide in this fine ask box with another HC request?

if yes, then could you please write some HCs where uf and ht sanses and papyruses (seperate of course) s/o gets put in a hospital for a lil bit? you can decide what happened to s/o. maybe a bad heatstroke cuz its summer or something (totally not because its a bad heatwave where im living rn haha nope). idk, i just crave angst or hurt/comfort again from my fave skeletons.

if you're not up for this, its totally fine!!

thank you, have a chill day/night B)

- 🌌 anon whos sunburns arent stinging that much anymore B)

*Evil cackling* OH-HO-HO, yOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MONSTER YOU HAVE UNLEASHED…… I am an evil being who feeds off of angst and pain, and you’ve given me ample opportunity to make some of that sweet sweet angst >:-)))))))))

I tried to keep it ambiguous as to what you’re in for, mostly because I want you to be able to imagine heatstroke and me to be able to think “hahahah stab stab”! ^^

Also!!! The healthcare system in some other countries is fucking insane (like??? You guys have to pay to not die??????) so I’ll be going off of what I know about the healthcare system in Sweden where it’s free. (At least I’m 99% sure it’s free, except for like. Small things. For example, my antidepressants. I had to buy those myself when I was still on them.)

UF + HT BROS WHEN S/O IS IN THE HOSPITAL

Red (Underfell Sans):

He’s panicking so so bad, he’s terrified. What if you die?

Curses out anybody who tries to keep him from you, including the poor nurse who’s just doing their job

Actually he just. curses in general. He’s just spewing cuss words to seem angry instead of scared because That’s Definitely Better

Most likely out of all four to physically lash out at… well, anybody (except you obviously) lol

Red hates hospitals too, to make matters worse. He doesn’t know why, but they make him feel uncomfortable.

If somebody did this to you purposely and he’s not allowed by your side, he’s going out to find the person and kick their ass during that time lol

If nobody did this to you, he’s pacing and cursing and jfc Red, you do realise there are other people here right enjdjdjdjsjsk

This fucker tries to pull a “pfff nah i was never worried” but like. Red. Darling. Light of my life. Stars in my sky. Center of my universe. Bitch of my heart. Everyone can see right through your “anger” and literally your shaking voice is so not convincing. Get a better poker face and voice.

With some prodding, admits that finehewasscaredyou’ddieandhethoughthisheartstoppedforasecondwhichisweird’causehedoes’tevenhaveaheartanywaysthat’sovernowsowhocares

(He’s not great at expressing himself but it’s still progress)

WILL be staying right by you as you recover. You’ve no choice. (You do actually, he respects you and will back off if you tell him to)

Edge (Underfell Papyrus):

Oh no. Oh no.

Edge is trying his very best not to show any emotions but he’s not good at it because like. It doesn’t take a genius to see that him screeching angrily at people and demanding for the doctors to fix this is actually him poorly masking his fear. Edge doesn’t have the best poker face lol

He’s so pissed if he can’t stay right next to you the whole time. You’re his S/O!! What kind of bullshit is this?!

If you do need to be left alone with doctors and such things, Edge will do one or two things depending on why you're in the hospital, how bad what you’re in for is and for how long he can’t see you.

If you’re here for something like heatstroke - AKA something not brought on by somebody else - he’ll call friends and such while pacing and somewhat frantically share your current condition.

However, if anybody did this to you; and you’re in bad shape… Well, even fucking Satan will cower at the brutality of Edge’s revenge.

When he’s allowed to be, he’s by your side and - depending on why you’re in and for what - he might nag you for being careless, reassure you it wasn’t your fault, reassure you in general, and/or just stay silent.

It’s barely noticeable, but just noticeable enough, that you can tell that he’s shaking.

All it takes is a “are you okay?” For him to break and confess how scared he was.

For a moment he was back Underground and it was horrible and he felt so powerless and he hates that. He’s so, so happy you’re okay and he- he swears he’ll be with you on your way to recovery. Please just never get hurt again.

Dusk (Horrortale Sans):

If you thought Red and Edge were scared, just know it’s nothing compared to the absolute terror he feels.

Dusk knows how fragile the human body can be. He’s seen horrific things happen to humans and monsters alike and he’s always hyper-aware of just how easy it’d be to kill and/or hurt you.

Logically, he knows you won’t die, he knows human anatomy well enough to know this is something you’ll bounce back from, but his instincts are going haywire and all he can think of are the mangled corpses back Underground. It doesn’t matter whether your condition has anything to do with broken limbs or not, because those pictures are what his mind is forcing onto him.

He refuses to leave your side. If he’s forced away from you by nurses/doctors/staff, he’ll protest but if he really can’t be by you for your safety, he’ll be anxiously hovering as close by as he possibly can. Whenever he’s allowed to touch you, he’s practically glued onto you.

If he’s sure it’s just the two of you, and you’re unconscious, he’ll probably cry.

He… He hates being reminded of your mortality. He hates the idea that any day could be your last. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you were gone.

(He’d dust, probably.)

If somebody else got your purposely hurt, he’s going to hunt them down after a while (after you’ve recovered enough for him to be comfortable leaving you alone for a bit). He’s not going to kill them, but he might rough them up a bit -- but most likely, he’ll just intimidate them and/or threaten them. (It’d be a different story if you were murdered.)

Whenever you’re conscious, he’ll do pretty much anything you say, so long as it won’t get you anymore hurt or risk stunting your recovery.

When you’re released from the hospital, he’ll be by your side nearly 24/7 because he hates the idea of you getting hurt again just because he wasn’t there to protect you.

Aster (Horrortale Papyrus):

Tries to look calm and composed, but he does about as poor of a job as his brother. He does better in that he doesn’t act out or get in the way of the nurses, but he’s also crying and shaking and sobbing and can’t stop.

You getting injured triggers him pretty badly. If you’re not bleeding, it’ll probably be “only” a bad anxiety attack, but if there’s any blood involved it’s escalating into a full-blown panic attack.

He’s a nurse himself, but I doubt he’d be allowed to work with the other nurses when it comes to you because of how unsteady he is. He’s not sure whether he’s thankful for it or not, because he doesn’t trust himself to do a good job but he also wants to be there for you. He trusts his colleagues, but it’s still nerve-wracking.

Just like the others, he’s glued to your side when he’s allowed to be. Very metaphorically. He’s the best of them all at giving you space, partially because he’s just more respectful lol and partially because he’s a nurse so he knows not to smother you with physical affection until you’re in the clear.

If somebody caused you to go into this state, he will just like Dusk go and find them. He won’t do anything physical, but he does intimidate the person very effectively. He’s a terrifying giant and he knows how to use that to his advantage.

When you’re fine again, he’ll be acting anxious and protective for a while. He feels really guilty about it (because he should be comforting you - plus, he’s a nurse! He’s seen way worse things on his job) but you’ll have to give him comfort. This whole thing didn’t inspire much positive feelings in him and it stressed him out a lot, it may honestly take more of a toll on him than it does you.

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sunnixsunshine · 2 years

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Ive decided how Toriel and Sans met in the human au.

Sans was doing Papyrus a favor by taking his car to get the engine looked at, tires changed and all that stuff. He cant be bothered to waste his time elsewhere so he sits outside to wait, occationally chatting with employees when they happened to come by.

Toriel's car was fuckin dying on her but she really hoped it wasnt. She had faith in the workers to find the problem, she could afford to fix it if need be, but a totally new car would take a little more. She brought Frisk along seeing as there was no one else she could leave them with(given Frisk had only been in her care for barely two months at this point and was still very skiddish around some people). So they sat inside the little reception area until Frisk got bored and wanted to go play outside, at least just play around in the patches of dirt and rocks. So Toriel followed them out and watched over them. She sits on the wooden bench provided.

This is when Sans notices her and he introduces himself just to be polite to his new bench buddy. Toriel greets back, introduces herself and Frisk as well. He makes a pun commenting on how Frisk is digging in the dirt and Toriel laughs(then scolds Frisk for ruining their dirt..?). She shoots a pun back at him, he laughs. And this goes on for like 5 more minutes.

The conversation moves on to Sans comparing how hyper Frisk is to how Papyrus was as a kid— "I havent seen a kid so excited to play in a mix of sand an dirt since my brother was a kid himself." Toriel explains how imaginative Frisk is and basically brags about the interesting way their mind seems to work and how much she loves to give Frisk every opprotunity to express themself. Sans comments on how cool that is and suggests really specific projects he claims he did with Papyrus growing up(building a fort out of books, sheets, and their bunkbed, making a store in the shed selling cookies and chillie bears they made to their dad and his family during holiday visits instead of a normal lemonade stand to raise the money up for a bike and a horn to match it, ect), saying they "totally stimulate the mind and stuff. Trust me. Ive got a phd. I know stuff."

"A phd? My you look awfully young to have one of those! You must be incredibly smart!" Sans shrugs and claims it to be Gaster genes is all. "My old man, Gaster, was as smart as one could get. Guess it just rubbed off on me just a little. Haha.." Toriel recognizes the name Gaster. Asks about it, stating she had an old acquaintance by that name. Sans claims his father wasnt a people person at all, he didn't have any friends of his own, not his coworkers and this one bright intern he employed. Much less even his own two sons. "Must've heard his name on the news. Y'know. The 2 month search for W.D. Gaster?"

"Ah, Wing Ding! That's his name, I remember now! He and his husband were my neighbors for a while before they both moved away— oh, I suppose you were of those little boys they had, weren't you?" Sans says that's pretty accurate. He didnt remember her, however. Not that surprising as he barely left the house anyway, being homeschooled and lazy will do that to ya, he always says, a very poor excuse he thought of.

They catch up on a lot, little jokes and japes here and there. And before they know it, Papyrus' car is finished and Sans is ready to go. Not before they exchange numbers to keep in touch some more. Toriel would love to see the man that little curious one year old she babysat a few times had grown up to be.

Over the course of a year, Sans and Toriel continue talking. They exchange a lot of jokes and ideas for jokes. Toriel starts asking him if he could watch Frisk for a few hours, just as favors while she tends to teacher business that Frisk can't be there for. And soon enough this is becoming a regular thing. Sans watching Frisk whenever Toriel needs him to. He doesnt have an actual job anymore anyway so this fills some time slots as well as gives Frisk time to run around more seeing as their cabin is much larger than Toriel's house, that and its on the moutain which makes Frisk more motivated to play outside rather than sit inside and play games after hours of digital homeschooling. They dont have a bug yard to play in.

Sans has a lot of experience with monsters and has even studied their magic and how it works just for the fun of it. He was practically the only one, other than Asgore, who understood how Frisk works and how to take care of them. Sans has her trust.

#not art #undertale #undertale sans #undertale toriel #undertale frisk #undertale human au #this is all purely based on the few times i sat at this one auto repair and my mawmaw would just talk to the workers the entire time #and before she frequented the place she knew them all so she would just go into detail about how her day or week was #going and so would the employee

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braindeadskeletons · 4 years

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Hello!! Can I have a matchup please?? It seems like every time I ask someone for one, something happens in which they can't 😂😂 but that's fine lol,, I'm a cisgender bicurious female of which the curious part is aimed towards males! The only men I've ever liked are fictional smh,, my friends tend to think I'm bubbly and very open, and they relate me to the colours orange or yellow! I'm also British and I have a love for horror movies and psychology. I would go on but,, happy writing!! Love ya

I'm a very naturally femine person in appearance. My room is full of pastel colours, mainly pinks and purples, alongside plushies and lots of duck ornaments! Since my favourite animal is a duck (fuck geese they scare the shit out of me). Despite this, a lot of people don't expect this? Apparently I seem like the kind of person to have a much simpler or perhaps darker room. So I usually tend to shock people when they see what my room looks like lol. I love unique fashion! Stuff you see on cat walks - christmas themed dress, teacup shaped t-shirt, whatever! You name it, I've probably seen something like it! Because of this, I also have a love for weird decorations. My kitchen is flamingo themed, my bathroom is winter themed (yes, I have a santa clause toilet), and my office is fulled to the brim with 90s and 80s memorabilia. Stuff you wouldn't find nowadays without some digging!! I'm currently in college taking an accounting degree, also alongside business. After that, I also wish to take a literature course to help with my fanfiction writing (perhaps I could eventually write a novel? I don't know haha) Crude humour is the key for me to be happy. As much as silly humour and stuff is great, say something vaguely offensive and I'll crack up! As long as it's not meant to be taken genuinely, then I'll find it funny. Although I have to be close to the person for me to actually start laughing at stuff like that

Hey there! I'm so sorry this was a wait! I basically had some stuff come up and it delayed my work a lot. Plus the added time from the added information you gave me, which I thank you for by the way <3 I had a lot of fun writing this! I hope it doesn’t disappoint lol. Instead of delaying this further let's just get right into the matchup, shall we?

I match you with Undertale Papyrus!

This might've been a little too obvious huh? I just couldn't help it, you two seemed like such a natural pair! I try not to go with matches that are too obvious but sometimes you just have to go with it.

The first thing that naturally attracted Papyrus to you was how open and bubbly you are! He can relate a lot to that himself and seeing how much of a natural you are while interacting with others just convinced him further that he just had to talk to the pretty lady! Of course, the moment you two start talking you both hit it off. It’s kind of physically impossible for anybody to hate Papyrus or for Papyrus to hate anybody. You know those fanfics on AO3 that are slow burn, friends to lovers, 140+ chapters? That’s what this is. There is no better way to put your relationship before you both are dating. Papyrus means well, and by god is he a good person, but he’s a bit of an airhead when it comes to romantic attraction. You could literally tell him that you want to marry him and have ten monster/human hybrid children and he’d still be like ‘BUT,,,AS FRIENDS,,,?’ You’ll need to wait for him to understand his feelings himself. It’ll hit him at one of the dumbest times possible. For example:

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You: geese are just,,,,kinda,,,,horrible

Papyrus:

You: fuck geese

Papyrus:

You:

You: Papyrus are y-

Papyrus: I THINK I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU???

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Yup. Just like that. No warning, no proper build-up, nothing could have predicted this. It’s just silly moments between the two of you that make him so smitten. Like you’re such??? A dork??? How could he not fall in love with you?? It’ll be a huge smack in the face for him that he’s fallen in love with you. Probably it’ll be the same for you if you’re the type of person who is oblivious with love. If not, then it was horribly obvious he likes you and you were simply waiting for him to say something first. The blushing, constantly trying to impress you, his lovestruck gazes at you when you laugh at his antics, etc. The signs were all here if you’re able to spot them. Now that Papyrus is aware of the fact that he likes you he isn’t going to let this opportunity pass by. Time for the dating manual!

This part is actually going to be the worst. Yes, the hard work and effort are absolutely precious and you’re very flattered he’s trying to “court” you as he puts it but it’s going to be overwhelming. Unless you’re fully on board with flowers being left at your door, love letters, great “acts of love”, serenading you with a not so great voice, randomly inviting you out to “friend dates” that are actually regular dates in disguise, complimenting you every waking moment, and more you might want to stop him and just tell him you like him too. Once you tell him you feel the same way, prepare for the most wholesome hugs and kisses from the big goober. Fully expect to wake up the next day and everybody already knows you’re his date-mate. Papyrus is going to tell everybody and their great grandmas that he landed himself with the greatest human ever.

So you mentioned that your kitchen is flamingo themed? Uh,,,don’t get used to it. Not that Papyrus would ever openly try and change your home, he loves your decorating! He doesn’t really understand how people wouldn’t expect you to have such an adorable home! He has named all the duck ornaments, become well acquainted with your stuffed animals and the real animals, is slightly afraid of the Santa Claus toilet because Santa is the evil man sans told him about, etc, etc. But we all know how he gets in the kitchen. If you care about the wellbeing of your flamingo decorations maybe move them somewhere else? Papyrus swears that he won’t set fire to your home but we both know how that goes for everybody involved.

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Papyrus: HUMAN

You: Yeah?

Papyrus: HOW ATTACHED WERE YOU TO THE FLAMINGO DECOR

You:

Papyrus:

You:

Papyrus:

You: Hun, I love you

You: but if you fucked up the flamingo decorations I swear to god-

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This is a regular conversation you two need to have. Somebody, please stop him.

He really really loves your sense of fashion! Since the two of you have been dating, he’s actually gotten into it a bit himself. Papyrus tries not to invade your privacy but one time he stumbled into your office and saw all of your memorabilia dedicated to the 90s and 80s and immediately fell in love with the aesthetic. It’s all he could talk about for weeks and god knows he isn’t stopping anytime soon. Try introducing him to some more fashion! Papyrus probably won’t get enough of all of it. Watch him show up to your home dressed like the whole circus.

When Papyrus hears of how you’re studying right now, he’s going to go on a little bit of a rant about how he knows plenty of stuff about school! Not really. He just thinks he does because he has his face in a shrub at Toriel’s school. This isn’t to downplay his intelligence of course but monster education and human education have a lot of differences. When it comes to accounting Papyrus isn’t exactly going to understand anything, but he will be very supportive! He may not understand much about accounting but he surprisingly knows a lot about business?? Yeah, it’s a little strange but I guess you shouldn’t be that shocked. Papyrus is supposedly the ‘mascot of monsters’ and he’s also friends with the monster ambassador. To say the least, he’s surrounded by a lot of really important people. If you’d like, he’ll even take you to meet a couple higher-ups! Whatever he can do to support you he will.

As for your love for writing, Papyrus would probably have to redirect you to Alphys. Don’t take this the wrong way, it’s just that the humans on the surface have been a little…intense...for Papyrus and Sans. He’d like to take a break from any sort of writing for a long long time.

Onto the final section! Date nights! Which for Papyrus might as well be every night. His idea of an ideal date would probably be something extremely outlandish, but he knows humans can’t handle a lot of the stuff he can so he tones it down. Making dinner and watching a movie is good enough, right? Papyrus knows you love horror movies in particular. This poor guy is trying his very best. Please be patient with him. He wants to prove that he can protect you and be the bigger monster but he’ll end up clinging to you the whole time and maybe even crying?? Just a little. As a treat.

Yeah, so go gentle on the horror movies. Poor guy is gonna pass out.

His main goal during the date will be to make you smile at every possible turn. You’re in luck with the crude humor! Now you may be thinking ‘but Papyrus isn’t crude, he’s such a sweetheart!’ and you’re not wrong really. Most of the stuff he says is entirely on accident or he’s just genuinely oblivious to the implications of what he just said. If anything that only makes it all the more hilarious to witness. If Papyrus catches himself with what he said he’ll try apologizing profusely only to be met with your adorable smiling face. He may not get what’s so funny but seeing how your smile reaches your eyes makes whatever he just said worth it.

#AAAA IT IS D O N E #It was so fun writing this lol it just took me so long again I'm very sorry about that!#thank you for being patient <3 #thank you for sending this in!#Undertale #Undertale matchup #Undertale Papyrus #Undertale Papyrus x reader #matchup

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underfell · 5 years

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Used my left for this, as you can see.. I’m limited LOL

(That poor cat)

Anyways answering the ...years old question about a pet cat. If doomfanger is going to exist then ....another one ☝🏼.

Thinking about cats owning everything is what conspired this and papyrus just being a hub for cats.

This cat would appear onto papyrus’ shoulder one day and he woudlnt notice until he looks at his reflection. He Flinches a little and tries to take the cat off, but the cat literally shrieks whenever he tries to take it off and the eyes slowly get bigger. He freaks out and leaves it alone, he tries a couple times afterwards but it’s the same thing so he gave up and decided to let it be .

I’m NOT claiming the cat idea, just .. two cats ....one normal one and one monster one... brothers...

(if that’s ok with doomfanger owner)

Speaking of brothers sans would name this one Larry, idk It just FEELS like a Larry.

Can’t write words so this is what they’re saying:

Sans: hey chief don’t know if you noticed bu-

Papyrus: I’ve noticed since last week.

Sans: hm.. you gonna keep it cause it’s kind of freaking me out

Papyrus: leave it be unless you’re ready for a piercing shriek of terror from it

Sans: haha what the fuck

#im sorry if this is sloppy lmfao #been having a rough time but its nice to talk about cats #ufsans

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raccoonsinqueen · 7 years

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My Little Princess

♚ MobFell Papyrus X Reader, it’s gonna be straight up textbook Yandere with a little Tsundere if you’re picking up what I’m throwing out that window.

♚ You befriend a tall, edgy, rich skeleton. Everything is great... Until he starts getting pushy. Now bad things are happening to you, and you don’t know why. Why is this happening? Will trusting him make it better?

♚ So I was reading some headcanons from @skelltales and there was THIS GEM. I loved it so much, I had to write it out.

♚ It’s prolly only gonna be 2 parts.

♚ Just like how Mobtale!Papyrus is more mature than Papyrus, Mobfell!Papyrus is more mature than Underfell!Papyrus.

You thought Papyrus was nice. You had thought he was nice.

The first time you met him, you were almost petrified. He was tall, unworldly tall, but you came to learn that alot of monsters were like that when you moved to this city. His features were sharp, his teeth in a constant state of scowling, and his eyelights completely diminished. He was dressed nicely, very nicely, and all black. You had imagined that he must’ve been some kind of suave businessman or lawyer.

You were wrong.

If you remembered correctly, the first time you met him he was looking for something, his gloves you think. That was the only time you had ever seen him without his gloves, and they seemed to hold great sentimental value to him. When you had asked to help, he ignored you completely, not even noticing your presence. Out of sheer defiance, you went searching with him, and you remember his eyesockets glancing toward you briefly, but nothing more after that. Finally, you found them underneath a table, out of sight for the tall skeleton, and you presented them to him with the brightest smile.

“Tada!” You presented the lovely red gloves to this ginormous skeleton. Surprisingly, they were the only splash of color added to his void, black outfit. “Were these what you were looking for?

“... MY...” He took them, the look of shock he adorned only feeding your pride. “... GLOVES.”

“They’re very lovely.” You smiled as he tugged them on, as if checking to see if they fit.

“YES, THEY ARE.” He replied, his voice filled with a strange wonderment, before he turned back to you. “I SUPPOSE I SHOULD...”

You leaned closer, a smug smile on your face, “Yes?”

“...TCH, NEVERMIND.” He turned around.

“What?” You complained, rushing in front of him. “No! Don’t tell me I worked so hard not even to get a thank you!”

“YOU’LL GET A THANK YOU WHEN YOU DESERVE ONE, LITTLE HUMAN GIRL.” He brushed passed you, but you weren’t willing to let him go so quickly.

You rushed back in front of him, your hands behind your back. “First, I’m an adult, so ‘little human girl’ isn’t going to work. Second-”

Before you could finish, you saw him demonstrate the difference between your height and his height with his gloved hands, a smirk displayed across his otherwise emotionless features. “LITTLE HUMAN GIRL.”

You ignored the way that annoyed you. “SECOND, what would I need to do to deserve a thank you if not even finding your gloves for you would do it?”

The monster held his chin in thought over this, before beginning to pull something out. It was a card. He handed it to you. “COFFEE.”

“What?” You took it with confusion.

“I WILL NOT GIVE YOU A THANK YOU, BUT I WILL GIVE YOU COFFEE. CALL ME TOMORROW MORNING WHEN YOU ARE READY. IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT TIME.”

“... What?”

And that was how you two grew closer, him buying you coffee every once in awhile and you doing little things to get a reaction out of him. It came to the point that you became such good friends that he bought you coffee every morning. At first, you insisted that you pay for it at least some of the time, but he flat out refused you and could easily push you aside to pay for himself.

You felt bad, until he drove up in his beautiful black car that could put the finest sports cars of Europe to shame. And you had to walk to work!

You were a waitress. A small and simple job, but it payed the bills when people tipped well. The people were nice, your boss —albeit a little creepy— was bearable, and you loved being able to chat with customers that would come in. When Papyrus found out where you worked, he had urged you to quit your job to find a better paying one, or at least one where your boss kept his eyes to himself.

“STOP WORKING FOR THAT PERVERTED INGRATE, IT DOESN’T PAY A TENTH OF WHAT IT’S WORTH TO HAVE HIM EYEING YOU ALL DAY LONG.” His voice was cold as ice, a complete contrast to your hot coffee he bought you

“Tim?” You laughed, “He’s fine, he would never actually do anything. He’s just a little too lonely, that’s all.”

“THINKING IT IS THE FIRST STEP, Y/N!”

“Aw, Papyrus, are you worried about me?” You giggled.

“I MEAN IT.” Papyrus growled, “QUIT.”

“I’m not going to quit.” You said calmly, having dealt with his spiky personality all too much before. “I love working there. The people are kind, the pay is just enough, and I even get free lunch! If I’m happy, what should it matter the small hiccups?”

“...” Papyrus looked to the side, uncomfortably. “...NICE PEOPLE, GOOD PAY, AND FREE FOOD COULD BE AT OTHER JOBS...”

You almost laughed again, but kept it to yourself. You tugged Papyrus down and planted a kiss on his cheekbone. “I think it’s sweet that you worry so much for me.”

His normally cool expression flushed a light pinkish tone. “I DON’T-”

This time, you did laugh. “Right, right, don’t care for a little human girl... Oh! I’m gonna be late to work!” You checked your watch, “I’ll catch you later, Papyrus!”

After that, he dropped it.

Or, you thought he did.

A couple weeks later, you found your boss had lost his life fighting against a burglar. It was an independently run establishment and all the money was stolen, so that meant your work had shut down. You were broken hearted about it, but Papyrus took you out to dinner to cheer up your spirits. You thought it had been a nice gesture at the time. Despite his cold appearance, you believed he was a kind and compassionate guy underneath, even if only a little bit.

“Thank you... Papyrus.” You smiled as you poked at your lasagna. He took you out to a rather nice restaurant... it might even had been five stars. You even had to dress up nicely. Luckily, Papyrus gave you the clothes you needed, considering you didn’t own anything appropriate enough for this place. It may have been overly fancy, but he said he had an in with the owner... “I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”

“DON’T THINK A SECOND MORE OF IT.” Papyrus replied, calmly, before you noticed his eyesockets cast themselves to the floor. “YOU... LOOK NICE IN WHAT I GAVE YOU.”

“Nice is an understatement, Papyrus!” You laughed when he jumped at your positive tone. “I look gorgeous! Who knew you had such impeccable taste!”

“O-OF COURSE I HAVE IMPECCABLE TASTE-!” Papyrus cleared his throat, as if realizing his growing volume. “YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT ME IN CHARGE OF YOUR APPEARANCE AGES AGO.”

“Haha, very funny.” You rolled your eyes, before taking a bite of your dish. “Where’d you even get this anyway? Girlfriend had it lying around?”

“I DON’T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND.”

“...Boyfriend-?”

“I BOUGHT IT.” He interrupted, seemingly irritated. “WHEN YOU CAME TO ME WITH YOUR DAMSEL IN DISTRESS PROBLEMS, I KNEW YOU NEEDED MY ASSISTANCE, BUT I ALSO KNEW YOU COULDN’T COME HERE IN YOUR RAGS YOU CALL CLOTHES. SINCE I HAD ALREADY MADE THE RESERVATION, I DECIDED TO PICK SOMETHING THAT WOULD FIT THE AMBIENCE.”

You dropped your fork. “You... bought this for me?”

“YES, OF COURSE.” He said it like it was obvious. “I DIDN’T JUST HAVE SOMETHING THAT PERFECTLY TAILORED LYING AROUND.”

Oh geez, and it was tailored! Wait, how did he know your measurements? One question at a time... “How much was it?”

“UNIMPORTANT.”

“No, Papyrus.” You stood up, “How much was it?”

“...” He seemed to notice your distress, before he said, “MORE THAN ANYTHING YOU COULD EVER AFFORD.”

“You have to take it back!” You rushed to his side, “I can’t accept this! It’s too much! Plus the dinner and and-!”

“Y/N.” His voice washed over you like ice. “CALM DOWN. YOU’RE PANICKING.”

“Papyrus, I love you, I really do,” Papyrus twitched ever so slightly, but you ignored it. “But I just can’t accept gifts like these... I feel... guilty.”

“DON’T.” He commanded. “YOU WERE UPSET OVER SOMETHING. I FIXED IT. THIS IS NOTHING TO FEEL GUILTY OVER.”

“But it’s so much-!”

“TO YOU, IT IS SO MUCH. YOU’RE POOR.” You let out a short, tense laugh at that. “BUT TO ME, IT IS LIKE... BUYING A CUP OF COFFEE. YOU WOULD BUY YOUR FRIEND A CUP OF COFFEE IF IT MEANT CHEERING THEM UP?”

“I suppose...” You looked to the side. “But-”

“THE DRESS IS UNRETURNABLE, AND YOU’VE ALREADY RECEIVED YOUR FOOD. REFUSING THEM NOW WOULD BE A SPAT TO THE FACE. YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO REFUSE A FRIEND WHO IS JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU NOW, WOULD YOU?”

Drat... He was right. You looked down, embarrassment creeping into your features. “Y-You’re right, I’m sorry... I just got so worried about you spending so much money on me. I didn’t mean to upset you or start yelling...”

“GOOD. NOW WHAT DO YOU SAY FOR THE NICE GIFTS?”

“Thank you, Papyrus...”

You felt his gloved hands pet the top of your head, the motion almost comforting. Even sitting down, he was taller than you. “THERE’S MY LITTLE HUMAN GIRL.”

Since when did he consider you his little human-?

“NOW SIT DOWN AND FINISH YOUR LASAGNA. IT’S GETTING COLD.”

You thought he was a little weird in his roundabout way of speaking to you and giving you things that you certainly didn’t ask for, but you just figured it was because of his upbringing or maybe the monster culture. He was very wealthy... but you soon realized that might’ve been because he worked all the time.

When you mentioned job hunting to Papyrus, he advised against it! You were flabbergasted by this, and you told him you had bills to pay and a stomach to feed, but he just told you he’d pay for all those things. Of course, you refused. No matter how much of a close friend you were or how rich he was, you were not making him pay for all of your stuff. That was just too far.

So, you went job hunting... Place after place after place. Nobody seemed to want to hire you. It was strange, but it almost seemed like each place you went to was afraid of something. You ignored it though, and continued job hunting. One place actually came close to hiring you, but then you got a nervous phone call in the middle of the night telling you they were fine with what they had.

Despite all of this, you still refused to take Papyrus’ money. He seemed a little... frustrated by this, but you wouldn’t dare mooch off of him without anything in return.

“YOU STILL REFUSE MY HELP?!” He fumed, standing up and startling the whole cafe around you.

“Papyrus, please!” You tried calming him, putting a gentle hand on his arm.

“YOU’RE BEING UNGRATEFUL.” He hissed, but his animosity was only meant with you rolling your eyes.

“It’s not help if you’re literally paying for my living expenses, without me doing anything in return!”

“THAT DOESN’T MATTER TO ME, YOU KNOW THIS!”

“It may not matter to you, but it matters to me!” You replied, “That’s the kind of thing that only occurs between husbands and wives, or pets and owners! Not between friends!”

“...” This seemed to sedate him, and he sat down in a huff. “I DON’T SEE THE PROBLEM, STILL.”

“The problem is that I want to be self reliant, and I can’t do that if I’m mooching off of you for the rest of my life!”

“IT’S NOT MOOCHING IF I GIVE IT TO YOU WILLINGLY!” He raised his voice again, “AND YOU DON’T NEED TO BE SELF RELIANT, JUST BE RELIANT ON ME!”

“And if you die?” You crossed your arms, “Or get severely injured?”

“... MY SAVINGS IS MORE THAN ENOUGH TO LAST YOU THROUGH THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.”

“And what if we get in a big fight?” You counter, “Or you get so annoyed with me, that you don’t want to be around me anymore?”

“THEN I’LL SEND YOU AWAY UNTIL YOU APOLOGIZE OR I REGAIN MY SANITY!”

You couldn’t believe your ears! He was actually thinking about keeping you as if you were some kind of-! “I’m not a pet or a child, Papyrus! You can’t just send me away until I submit to your will!”

His hands banged down on the table. “I NEVER SAID THAT!”

“I’m sorry, Papyrus, but I’m going to do this by myself.” You said, finally. “I know you’re just trying to help and you don’t like seeing me in a rut like this, but I have to help myself.”

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY? YOU DON’T NEED TO, NOT WHEN I-!”

“Papyrus. No.”

Finally, Papyrus stood, rage boiling behind his empty eyelights. “FINE. YOU WANT TO THROW MY KINDNESS BACK IN MY FACE? SO BE IT.” And just like that, he was grabbing his stuff.

“Papyrus, I didn’t mean-”

He swiftly turned toward you, leaving you face to face with his empty eyesockets. “CALL ME WHEN YOU ARE READY TO APOLOGIZE, AND DO NOT CALL ME FOR ANY OTHER REASON.”

He turned around with in one swift motion, but you didn’t go after him. You just sighed. He may have been your friend, but you weren’t going to let him bully you into letting him pay for your living expenses.

The next couple weeks were pretty harsh. You didn’t know why, but you just seemed to be way down on your luck. Random cars splashing you with water, your coffee orders getting messed up constantly, random things breaking down in your humble home... no longer had air conditioning! But, sometimes that’s just the way the cookie crumbles.

On the plus side, you had finally found a job! You decided not to tell Papyrus about it, since he was still not talking to you, but maybe once he gets over his need to buy everything for you you could tell him. It was a nice waitressing job, and one you found friends in fairly quickly! The people that worked there were nice, as well as the customers. It was a bit of hard work, but you didn’t care as long as you were making money!

“Y/n, you’re just about the unluckiest person I know!” Lily, your co worker, smiled. “Shoes eaten by dogs again?”

“Ah!” You laughed, sheepishly. “Yeah, It’s been quite the week! Er... Past couple of weeks... But things will get better with time!”

“I’m sure they will!” Lily laughed. “Especially with that tall, dark, and handsome stranger that keeps staring at you.”

Lily winks at you as you turned your head, but you inhale with surprise. There was Papyrus, sitting irate and cold as usual.

“Oh, oh geez!” You whisper harshly.

“Know him?”

“Yeah, he’s a friend but...”

“Ex?”

“No, we just had a fight...” You exhale, before you feel her patting your back.

“You really do have the worst luck!” She laughed again, which you joined her for. “Well, he doesn’t seem to be willing to stop staring... Should I-?”

“No, no. I should handle this like an adult.” You wave her off, “He’s harmless, really.”

“Alright.” She gave you a soft smile, “But if he’s giving you any trouble, I’ll grab the owner.”

“Thanks.” You return her smile, before making your way to your boney friend. He straightened as you approached him, and you put your hands on your hips. “Hey, bonehead. What’s with the sudden appearance?”

“YOU... GOT A JOB.” He said it with distaste.

“Of course, I got a job. I wasn’t going just lay around until I changed my mind.” You rolled your eyes, “Did you think I wouldn’t get one?”

“...I’m going to have to hire new management...” He muttered, barely under his breath.

“What?”

“NOTHING.” Papyrus waved a gloved hand in a vague gesture to everything. “CONGRATULATIONS, I SUPPOSE, ON ALL THIS. I STILL THINK YOU SHOULD QUIT AND LEAVE YOUR LIVING EXPENSES TO ME.”

“I thought you were going to wait until I apologized?”

“I WAS... BUT YOU PROVED TO BE UNUSUALLY STUBBORN.” He leaned on his elbows. “SO I’VE COME TO RELIEVE YOU OF THE EFFORT IN TRYING TO CALL ME, AND ALLOW YOU TO APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW.”

You crossed your arms, unamused.

“NOW WOULD BE NICE.” He growled. “I DON’T HAVE A LOT OF TIME.”

“Papyrus, you need to learn how to play nice with your friends.” You turned around. “Otherwise, you’ll never make any more than me.”

“Y/N.” A chill ran down your back as he said your name like that. “DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME.”

You spun back around, your voice straining with anger. “Papyrus, you have been nothing but difficult! You demand I quit my job and then try to pay for all my living expenses, and, when I justifiably refuse, you become enraged and demand an apology!”

“. . .” His expression was dark, the kind of expression that has seen many dark things and has caused most of them, too. It would scare you normally, but you were too worked up to notice. “APOLOGIZE. NOW.”

“I’m going back to work.” You turned around in a huff.

He stayed silent and left after that. And things only got worse from there.

Robbers broke into your home. You didn’t know who was running the police force, but nobody was doing their job right. You were devastated. The entire place was trashed. You were lucky you weren’t there, but that still didn’t make it anymore okay. All your valuables were gone, your place was a mess, they even took the already broken air conditioning system!

But as long as you had a roof and a place to work, you were sure you’d be fine. You just needed to keep your spirits up, it wouldn’t be bad for too long...

And things were pretty okay for a bit. Your luck was still iffy, but you managed to get by. You kept making friends, and kept your spirits up. Still no word from Papyrus, but if he was going to be that way, there was no stopping him. You had managed to get little things like a fan and a small radio from your kind coworkers who didn’t need them anymore. It was one of the nicer things, one of those things that kept you going while all this misfortune was happening.

That was... until your new place of work had caught a flame. You wish you could say that nobody was hurt, but there were still people in the building. People you had worked with, served, and it just so happened to be on your day off. You couldn’t help but feel like you were just one big joke to the universe, and they were dumping all of their trash on you at once. It felt unfair.

Finally, you were walking home from a rough night, when you heard something behind you.

You almost froze in terror. There were people behind you. Shady people behind you. You don’t like to judge by appearances, but one was holding a crowbar in their hand.

You kept walking quicker, taking a turn. You walked even faster, taking another turn. Then even faster, taking one more turn. Lo and behold, they were following you.

You started running, as so did they, and you knew you were in trouble. You could feel your heart pound against your chest. You had to get to a telephone booth...

Ah! There was one! You rushed into it after making a sharp turn, hoping the two behind you weren’t too close on your tail.

Suddenly, you realized you didn’t know who to call. You had no family living here, the police didn’t seem to be able to do their job right, and most of your friends were... gone... save for one.

You punched in the number you memorized and waited. It picked up after one ring.

-SOMETHING YOU HAVE TO SAY TO ME?-

You had no time for pride, “I-I��m sorry! I’m so-so sorry! B-but I need you to pick-ck me up, right now! I-I think I’m in trou-ouble.”

Without missing a beat, he replied, -WHERE ARE YOU.-

You told him your location through scattered breaths, amazed he was even able to discern your scrambled speech patterns, before you slammed down the receiver and hid. In remarkable timing, you saw Papyrus’ signature black car pull up. You made a b-line for the car, relief washing over you.

Papyrus came out, and you made no effort to change your speed, ramming into him in a desperate embrace while your voice choked up before you could say a thing. You suppose you were just unloading all of your feeling at once on him. Your house, your bad luck, the fire, and especially being victim to whatever was about to happen a couple minutes before.

You felt Papyrus pet your head softly, saying, “GET INSIDE.”

You only saw a glimpse of it for a second, but as he let you go, you could’ve sworn he was smiling.

You must’ve been mistaken though. Not when he came all this way to help you.

When you entered his car, he took you to his house where you exploded all of your feelings on him. You bursted out into sobs, telling him about your bad luck, your house that was ravaged and trashed until it was almost nothing, and then of the fire that consumed your last hope. Your heart was heavy with grief, and Papyrus listened to it all with a cool demeanor.

“THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HAD LISTENED TO ME.” He said.

“W-what?” You sniffed.

“IF YOU HAD DONE AS I ASKED, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE TO WALK TO WORK AND HAVE THOSE UNFORTUNATE THINGS HAPPEN TO YOU, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE A TRASHED HOUSE BECAUSE YOU’D LIVE WITH ME, AND YOU WOULDN’T HAVE GROWN ATTACHED TO THAT JOB ONLY TO HAVE IT BURST INTO FLAMES.”

“Th-That’s awful!” You cried.

“BUT IT’S TRUE.” He said, coldly. “YOU WOULD’VE ONLY SEEN IT ON THE NEWS AS AN INTERESTING PASSING.”

“I-I don’t...” He was right. You hated to admit it, but he was right. “Tha-at doesn’t make it-t any less bad...”

“I DIDN’T SAY IT DID.” He replied. “I JUST SAID YOU WOULDN’T BE SOBBING RIGHT NOW IN MY HOME IF YOU HAD LISTENED TO ME.”

“...” You didn’t want to admit it, but he was pushing you.

“RIGHT?”

“Y-yes...”

“I WANT A PROPER APOLOGY.” He said, clearly. “NOT YOUR FEAR-INDUCED ONE YOU GAVE ME ON THE PHONE, A REAL ONE.”

“W-what?” How... How could he be thinking of that at a moment like this?

“IT’S CLEAR YOU WERE WRONG, SO APOLOGIZE TO ME.” He crossed his arms.

“But I don’t-!”

“WHAT, YOU WANT TO CONTINUE WITH YOUR PETTY SELF RELIANCE?” He replied. “AFTER ALL IT’S CAUSED YOU?”

“It’s not-!”

He interrupted you once more, “Y/N, YOU HAVE NOTHING TO GO BACK TO. YOUR HOME, YOUR JOB, YOUR FRIENDS, THEY’RE ALL GONE. WHY WOULD YOU GO BACK WHEN YOU HAVE ME HERE.”

You stopped. He... was right, again. You did have nothing. What could you even do? Go back to your ruined home and go job searching again, like that worked so great the last time? Perhaps... It was best to go for the easiest option available, and maybe you can find a way to make it right to him.

“Y/N.” His voice was smooth, but deep and dark. Like thick tar. “I AM THE ONLY OPTION YOU HAVE.”

“I...” You thought for a second as you grabbed the end of his jacket. “...I’m sorry. I was wrong. You were right. I should have never gone back job hunting, and should have accepted your help! Please forgive me!”

You felt his cool teeth on your forehead as he pulled you forward.

“M Y L I T T L E H U M A N .” For the first time, you saw his eyelights. They were blood red.

#mafiatale #mafiafell #underfell #papyrus #mafiafell papyrus #mf!papyrus #undertale #skelltales #raccoon with a book #mobfell #mobtale

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PerheTale - Undisclosed Desire

Takes Place After: Into The Heart Takes Place Before: Game Over

I know you've suffered But I don't want you to hide It's cold and loveless I won't let you be denied Soothing I'll make you feel pure Trust me You can be sure I want to reconcile the violence in your heart I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask I want to exorcise the demons from your past I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

Darkness. It was nothing but darkness. And in the middle of all that darkness was Sans’ voice, guiding her like a lighthouse. She wanted to follow it so desperately, she wanted to wake up so desperately… But it seemed so far, so hard to reach… And she was so tired. How long had she been floating in this empty void, trying to get out… And more than anything, before that, how long had she been trapped into that illusionary paradise that Flowey had offered her? And what damages had he done during that time… What a fool she had been. Of course it had been nice… Having her family back… Having the kids, so young, being so dependent of her. If Sans hadn’t come to bring her back to her senses, she may have never left. Not that she could have left on her own, but… At least she could have struggled. And now that she was freed of Flowey, she was trapped here. But maybe she could get out. She just had to follow his voice. She had to wake up. She had to!

Please, Callie… You have to wake up...

No… No…! She tried to push a bit farther, but the voice disappeared. She was alone. Again. She screamed in rage. Was that her punishment for being so weak? How could she make amends if she couldn’t even get back to all of her loved ones… She wanted to see the kids again, so, so bad…

You know what she would do if she was awake…?

Mina…? Yes! Yes!! It was Mina’s voice!!

Oh, yeah. She would definitely sing the Moustache song!

Kyo… Callie laughed. She really had destroyed the kids mind with that damn song.

Ye- Wait, no!

Haha, poor Mina…

Oh my god yes, she would totally do that!

And that was Ellyne. Their voices seemed so close now! If only they could keep up a bit longer, maybe she could…

How does it goes again…?

Silly Deca.

Please guys, no.

Just a bit more kids, please…

Je veux ci, je veux ça, y en a jamais assez pour moi

Deca…

C’est comme ci, c’est comme ça

Kyo...

Y a toujours un truc que j’ai pas

Ellyne…

… J’donnerai tous c’que j’ai pour une moustache

Mina…

Even Mina… She could hear them all so clearly now. The void was starting to break around her, and a few tears ran on her face as light suddenly burst everywhere. Her eyes were burning. She was feeling so heavy. Her whole body was painful. But she could see them. Right beside her, they were there, all of them. Her beloved kids… And they were singing the Moustache song altogether. She smirked, restraining herself to laugh. She stretched her arm to grab Mina’s hand, and the girl jumped in surprise. She turned toward her mom, tears at the corner of her eyes.

“S… Smom!!!”

“Moustache been so hard for you to sing that, dear” Callie laughed softly

“Oh my god not already” Mina smiled, still crying

“Smom!” Decaîrell shouted, jumping on the bed.

Callie squealed at the sudden weight on her belly, but she had barely the time to realize what was happening when she was suddenly covered with her kids hugging her. She grabbed them all, hugging them strongly.

“We were so worried!!” Mina said

“I’m sorry kids, I’m so sorry… I should have never doubted you! I have been so blind…”

“I guess we have been a bit unfair to you too…” Mina said “You just wanted what’s best for us”

“”I’m just so scared to see you leaving me… I’m sorry to have pushed you to leave so suddenly without any explanations…”

“Sans explained us what happened. You were just trying to protect us” Ellyne smiled

“Still, I should have told you. I was just so lost…”

“You know, if that can make you feel better, we can still-” Decaîrell started, before being cut by Mina

“We are not gonna kick Sans’ butt so hard he can’t walk for two days Deca, we talked about that”

“Well I still think he kinda deserve it” the monster mumbled

“He saved smom!”

“And he lied to us”

“Come on kiddos, no arguing. I’m okay now.” Callie interrupted, before asking “Talking about Sans… Where is he?”

“He went back to take care of Papyrus” Kyo explained, while Mina chuckled at the sight of Callie’s reddening cheeks

“Yeah, speaking of which, you really have to tell us what happened back then because his face was looking a lot like the one you’re making right now when he got your soul back smom”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Callie paused “... Really?

“He was as blue as his hoodie. Did he Sleeping Beauty’d you out of Flowey?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Oh my god he did”

“HOW DARE HE KISS MY MOM” Decaîrell protested “IMMA KICK HIS BUTT”

“Kids, nobody kissed nobody” Callie tried to argue, her face bright red

As Decaîrell continued his protest, the other kids laughed, and despite her embarrassment, Callie couldn’t help but smile. Not only because of the memory of Sans’ kiss, but mostly because of how she loved having her kids here with her, laughing and being happy. She nearly lost that.

Alphys entered the room a few seconds after that, probably attracted by the noise, and Callie realised she was in the lab. While Alphys ran a few tests to check on her health, the kids explained her that she had been sleeping for 3 days, and that they had discovered a lot of stuff in that time. The two main informations being that Sans used to be the assistant of the previous royal scientist, and that he stopped because his mentor died. Alphys even showed them the old lab, where they also discovered that Flowey was the result of one of her experience that went wrong. Flowey was actually the prince Asriel, that Alphys tried to bring back to life after he was killed by humans, but he lost his soul in the process, making him what he now was. Toriel and Asgore were not aware of that though, and that whole story broke Callie’s heart. Mina was the only one to not be touched by that story, as she held a strong grudge against Flowey for what he did. And well, nobody could really blame her…

They had just started talking about how Flowey had stay quiet since he captured Callie when they heard Alphys scream. When they turned to see what happened, they could only catch sight of the scientist being pulled into a hole by vines, and everything started shaking.

#Undertale #Fanfiction #PerheTale #Sans

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whatislv · 7 years

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thegreatestmom!!

Send me a URL and I'll tell you the following; (Semi-Selectively Accepting!)

{{ These can get awfully long, so I've placed this under a ReadMore for convenience reasons! }}

My opinion on...;

character in general: Papyrus! Goodness. What a great character. Believe it or not, but I actually relate with Papyrus quite a bit on a personal level! (... Hm? You say that's not all that surprising at all? Ah... STILL.) While I could fully understand how such a boisterous and in your face character could get on someone's nerves, I always find my feelings a little hurt when I finally run into someone who thinks he's annoying, haha... I have such a high opinion of Papyrus as a character that I can hardly imagine not being wholly enchanted with whatever he does! EVIDENCED BY THE FIRST TIME I TRIED FIGHTING HIM. HE KICKED MY ASS SEVEN TIMES IN A ROW UNTIL I FINALLY GAVE IN FROM TRYING TO MAKE IT THROUGH HIS FIGHT AND I STILL ADORE HIM!!! What a wonderful guy. (I say, 1/20HP left and sitting in his shed.) (... I can manage to get through his fight with a few Bisicles now... I didn't even have this much trouble with Muffet or Asgore. Christ.)how they play them: I know I'm using this word a lot, but "uniquely" fits the bill. Greta (as he's been affectionately dubbed!) has been around on the blogosphere for even longer than Lv has- it's been like two years!!! So as an individual, Greta's had a lot of time to deviate from what one might imagine "Papyrus" to be. There's a Papyrus at the core still- The verbal tics and syntax are certainly still prominent! But he's been through a lot, and he's not so much "Papyrus" to me as he is "Greta" these days.That said, he's been very consistent with his development; never have I ever seen Greta say something that didn't seem "Greta," you know? So definitively, I'd say he's played well!the mun: A STRONG PERSONALITY THAT GIVES MY POOR ANXIETY A GOOD SPOOK SOMETIMES but has always been kind to me! We don't always agree, and I don't always have a lot to say, but I still like to hear what Hebby has to say or share anyways. I know they're very busy and stressed these days what with life and such, but it makes it all that much more magical to see them getting excited over the things that make them happy.

Do I...;

follow them?: Most of the time, yes! (Though I pop in and out with the fluxes of N//S/FW content, as I can't block it from mobile and I'm a big easily-upset sex-repulsed ace baby and I'm really sorry about that, fjdhdj)rp with them?: Occasionally, across several blogs!want to rp with them?: I DO BUT MORE THAN ANYTHING I WANT TO BRING JOURNEY OR HOPPER AROUND TO HARASS HER MUSES ACROSS SEVERAL BLOGS WITH MY SMALL SANS SQUAD

What is my...;

overall opinion?: Good, generally! VERY ACTIVE... I don't know how anyone can make SO MUCH ART or juggle SO MANY BLOGS the way she does, but I find it enviable and a bit inspiring! She doesn't take her characters in directions I ever would've, I think, but I also think that that's definitely the biggest appeal of large roleplay communities? The massive amounts of ways one can interpret, change, and direct a character to flex their own creativity and- most importantly!-- have fun with it!!!

#GOOD MORNING I WENT COMATOSE EARLIER #long post //#ooc #thegreatestmom #return to sender

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morethanithoughtofficialblog · 4 years

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Chapter 10: A bloody war between your mind and your heart.

In which a board game becomes a fucking war

*Your POV*

There were screams of desperation and victory, tears of joy and anger, sarcastic laughs everywhere. When did we let this war happen? When did we let this horrible fight break our friendship? When-

"jesus fucking christ i hate you guys so fucking much jesus christ what the fuck this fucking game can suck my-"

"Sans, calm the fuck down! I don't want to hear your fucking monologue again, just deal with it! You suck at this game, and that's it!"

"shut up, you fucking sushi"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

...yep. This is what my life has become: a monopoly war. Properties being mortgaged, hotels being settled and money being lost. It sounds a lot like real life, mostly in the business world, which I'm familiar with.

But Jesus Christ: in all my twenty-two years of life experience, I never have entered such a bloody war for survival.

And Sans's curses are not helping.

"finally! money, baby, come to daddy"

My eyes went directly to the figure in the short skeleton's property and widened in fear when I realized it was Undyne's. Then the shouting got louder, the groans more direct, and the sarcastic comments were harsher than ever. It's not like I'm innocent at this war- everyone here is an enemy. Even poor Papyrus has lost his kindness and went straight to make a fight against his own brother. The tragic but sad truth.

The ring was made-up by a strict number of eight fighters (just like in Super Smash Bros... I wonder if they have played it), all of them with focused looks, full of hatred. The one most hated in the round, Sans, was awfully powerful at the beginning. Thanks to a supposedly not illegal alliance, though, he lost all of his power, and now he's insulting everyone to show his burning rage.

Undyne, a determined-but-not-too-lucky warrior, has given her all to make Sans's properties fall. However, that descended into making her lose a lot of money, but it's still somehow alive.

Papyrus is weak in this game, but thanks to his soon-to-break-down union with Undyne, he has persisted and make Sans even angrier. He also has a strategic mind, I must admit. His turns are something to watch out carefully, his comments are so quick and unsuspicious at first that that's what makes them dangerous.

Frisk, well...

"Oh yeah, everyone! I'm the boss here, woo!"

...it's a sassy prick. She has even made me boil in anger with her daring comments, challenging everyone's sanity. She makes really poor choices, though, so that's why I think she's not someone to worry about... in the business matter, of course.

Mettaton it's not that much of a purchaser, but he's indeed saving a lot of money. He's playing it safe, yes, but that will probably be the reason he will fall. Still, it's starting to annoy me the way he presumes his fake dollars while stretching his legs (Sans and I did try to make him stop, but he just got worse, so we have to groan for ourselves).

Asgore is a good businessman. He has everything settled- a perfect plan in his head, and a loud business voice to make us all tremble. The problem with him it's that he gets intimidated quite easily (I mean, even I made him shake in fear), especially with Toriel.

Speaking of her...

"I suppose you have to pay now, my child"

...she's a silent murderer. One of the most deadly, but less offensive players in the game. She moves pieces, stares with a powerful and unique glance and, in the end, she ends up winning bills constantly. She's making all of us suffer, while she just smiles and looks at the game quite peacefully.

Arial it's that person that makes a lot of money at an ungodly speed. The way she keeps buying and getting funds without any specific strategy makes my mind wonder if I'm doing a good job. She's just a natural for these things... I should probably tell her.

And, well, there's me: (Y/N) (L/N). I'm not the best in this game, but I have made everyone cry, even the powerful Toriel. Besides, I haven't lost a lot, so that's one of my advantages. I need to say that I'm also a sarcastic and confusing opponent, as I made Mettaton go according to my plans.

"Another day, another dollar and- ooh, a penny! Thanks, Mettaton!" I exclaimed as confident as I could and he just groaned and gave me a deadly look, which I totally ignored.

Yes, this is war, and I'm definitely not going to lose it- these four hours haven't been for anything!

...I don't think I haven't been determined this much at something. It's been a while since I've even played board games... and that thought gives me a nostalgic feeling. I miss those days were my father and my aunt would get with me and start playing Dungeons N' Dragons while listening to some sweet Bon Jovi songs and to our own curses and sarcastic comments. It was amazing, forgetting suddenly that we are not part of that magical world that depends on the numbers of the dice- shameful of you to have a 1! But if you got a twenty, Jesus Christ, you were a God! Just with the slight movement of your hands and a bit of luck, your old fairy tales' fantasies became true. Sadly, I'm not part of that world anymore, and I'll never be.

The game ended up with Alphys comforting Undyne and Sans getting pissed with his dad, who said he was just a disappointment. I don't know if I should be worried about this or not since some families apparently get along like this... besides, I can't decipher that skeleton with ease, that goddamn smile being my principal obstacle. The look he gave to his father, though, put me really uncomfortable. It was just like if he would punch him in the face, but I was too nervous to try to interfere... in case that ever happened, of course.

So Asgore ended up winning the game, with an unfair rock-paper-or-scissors between he and I. But I was tired, so I waved it off with the best second-place smile I could give him. He smiled back at me, taking note of my patience and how good I'm accepting this kind of thing.

I'm so good accepting being the loser because I've lost a lot, and life has taught me to be strong and that being angry with it doesn't help... that wound in my fingers also reminds me of that. This is just a game, I know it, so my rage wasn't going to be wasted on it.

And so I kept on smiling.

We all head up to sleep at four in the morning, something I'm really grateful for, considering the morning is coming and my mind will go to hell sooner than usual. That's amazing, honestly, and I feel excited about the sun shining in the sky and me looking like a normal person waking up.

For destiny causes, I didn't sleep on the couch this time. Everyone agreed at the absurd idea that I didn't deserve that kind of treatment and, therefore, someone else has to be in it. And my "special techniques" didn't help this time to persuade them.

And so Gaster ended on the couch (Sans's petition), saying that he has slept in the worst of places back on the laboratory. And everyone let it be, and I just smiled; clearly in shame.

"Worry not, young human" he started as he looked at me, a tired smile plastered on his face. "I'm used to this, and it's not your fault. You go ahead and sleep well; I suppose you've been up since early".

Yeah, I feel like I've been up for days...

And that totally didn't happen, haha...

Ha...

Fuck my life.

And so we head up to unconsciousness, trying to fall asleep after all those screams ringing in our heads. I heard some quiet apologies from the most misbehaved members of the war, and they were quickly forgiven. I wish I was forgiven that quickly for my mistakes as well...

My heart is a cruel and exigent judger, my mind a logical machine, and the other side of me is trying to escape. But my mind and my heart are not letting them, and I can't do anything about it.

I can't, and I'll never will.

And so the hours passed by, laying on a lonely bed in a lonely bedroom. Just me, myself and I, huh? What I feared the most was slowly getting control of me, and I was too weak to fight back.

I bet my mother would be laughing at me. I bet my father would be disappointed...

Disappointment...

Sans...

Why would his father ever be disappointed with him? He's a nice guy, I know it for a fact. He can be a jerk sometimes, yes, but he's nice. Really nice, considering he was the most interested in my problem... that I ended up confessing out of nowhere.

My logic left me, my heart did as well. Just a bare feeling of confidence surrounded me, and he made it worth it. Someone asking about it makes me feel... different...

But how can I know if it's not out of pity or to look as someone filled with sympathy? How can I know he never meant any of that? How can I know they'll never leave me if everyone else did?

And as soon as that thought arrived, a tear rolled down my cheek, showing how weak I am. How will anyone take me seriously if I'm a crybaby each time I'm alone? It's like that feeling of dependence it's the only thing that makes me who I am...

But then I heard sobs that weren't mine.

I shut up instantly and listened carefully, and there they were- soft and almost unexistent sobs, muffled by a pillow or a hand. But in this deadly silence, even the mute sins can start to speak for themselves. The growth of this sobs and the absence of mine were making me feel hyperventilated. I needed to know who it was and, most importantly, why. Why is that person crying? Why would they even cry? Out of all the people, none of them deserve to be sad and unheard. No one except myself, because that's how I settled it up years ago.

I slowly got up and walked as silent as possible. But the silence is a dirty whore, listening to every problem and not doing anything about it. And the goddamn sobs stopped, me being not quiet enough.

With a groan, I returned to the bed and lay there, without any purpose in trying to sleep. No tears rolled down on my face anymore...

Because I knew someone else was wasting theirs.

And, for their sake, I'll keep myself strong and show no vulnerability.

Not anymore.

#sans x reader #more than i thought fanfiction #more than i thought #chapter 10 #sans #x reader #undertale

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I AM YOUR FUTURE

CHAPTER 4

Egyptians

That previous argument was predictable. Life and Death are always competing with each other. It like a marathon, but Death always jumps up beside the Life, ending its stubborn race again and again, into infinity.

This time I decided to spoke first before the argument could break out.

" May I suggest another story. Perhaps something about the Egyptians."

" Egyptians are very intriguing and mysterious people. They are one of the few human civilisations; I consider unborn." Responded Life full of new fresh hope and energy

" Go ahead, darling. I am quite fond of Egyptians, too. They were, after all, one of the first civilisation that was reckoning time." Added Time in its forever relaxed yet distant voice.

I begin, completely excited about the story I will tell

“ Egypt is an ancient land, 95% of the desert with the longest river in the world running through it, encompasses a 6000-year-old culture that is both mysterious and the world has known, posing the questions that even world´s greatest experts cannot find the explanation too. "

" Only human call each other experts. The truth is that they know, only a fragment of the internal truths," commented Life, great wonderer, wisely.

"Since the establishment of this joined kingdom by King Narmer around 3150 BC, Egypt has been the scene on which a long history of invasions expansion, huge building outcomes and scientific, philological and medical discoveries obtained throughout nine significant periods which are sub-divided into more than 20 dynasties. All this shaped the people and the land in ways that many intelligence still can barely understand. “

" Fancy words will not make you less boring, on the contrary, dear, they will make you hard to listen. Do not use words like those again, or you shall kill me by apathy." and with those words, Life is back to its old unsatisfying bratty self

"It is unclear when precisely early humanoids arrived in Egypt. The most major migration of humanoids out of Africa took place almost 2 million years ago, with modern humans dispersing out of Africa about 100,000 years ago. Egypt may have been used as a way to reach Asia in some of these many migrations." I continued talking about Egypt while rolling my eyes at Life.

"Villages dependent on the agriculture began to appear in Egypt about 7,000 years ago, and the civilisation's earliest written inscriptions and documents dated back about 5,200 years ago, and they discuss the first rulers of Egypt. " I was interrupted by my Father.

"Egyptians themselves long referred to their united country as tawy, meaning "two lands", and later used the word Kemet, or "black land", a reference to the fertile black soil of the Nile river delta. Haha, my memory still rusty like the old clocks, although I am much older than those human inventions" Added Time, spreading his joyful mood to all of us.

"Nile was a vital part of the life for these ancient people. Almost every aspect of their life depended on the Nile and water diversions. Every year in July Nile would spill out, flooding around and people would plant the crop on the fertile mud which was left by the river after it retrieved. It was a serious crime if somebody messes around the river channels which were bringing the water to the vegetables. They saw a river as the magical, divine presence. The magic, moving, living part of the Earth itself. Maybe they were not wrong about that after all. To show admiration and respect for the river, that provides and supplies them all by things necessary for humanity. " It is like the mother, it knows where you been, what you have done. It knows what you need and gives you that, although it knows your sins. The river does not care about that, it just gives and goes on, into the wonderful journey called life show. The Nile can sometimes speak to you, if you sit silently beside it, you will hear it. Silent voice whispering to your soul " It is going to be all right”.

"Life of the Egyptians developed more than just on river banks, regardless of its irreplaceable importance. Life consists of clothes, makeup, jeweller, feasts, festivities, hunt, games, schooling and funerals. " I stooped waiting for someone to say something, it is like I am expecting to be interrupted, but the Silence had its form now.

"Egyptians wore thin and light clothes. Men wore tiny dresses, and the woman used long dresses with covers. It is interesting how something simple as a dress can change so much through history. Not only its shape, colour and material from which is made has changed, but also the cover style has changed. Once it was socially acceptable and even preferable for a man to wear a dress, while in the 21st century it is only socially acceptable if a woman wears a dress. If I wear a dress, it would be weird and unusual or a decrease. There is one other thing that can be unusual for the 21st century and was normal for Egyptians. Both men and woman wore makeup. The richer people even wore wigs and neckless made of gold and precious stones. " at that moment, as usual, I am interrupted, by Life again.

"Unusual was the tradition that kids usually walked naked. Regarding their hair, boys had to be bold with one strand of hair left, and girls wore pigtails. If you ask me, people were ugly then and they are not any better now. Moreover, I meant it on both inside and outside. I do not know how they can live life with themselves and whenever they look at the mirror not see the ugliness and rottenness. They must be blind." Spoke Life as critically assaulting humans.

" You may be right, but that gives you no right to act with such disrespect towards our protectees. You are young and naive. However, even I, old and powerful as I am, cannot be the judge of everyone and everything. We are no Gods; we are similar reflections of God creation." Infinity suggested with severe everlasting voice.

Before I continued, I let Silence take the throne once again, so all can befall the deepness of those words.

"Ever present distension between the rich and poor existed in Ancient Egypt as well. Poor people lived in small wooden houses, but many lived without one at all. Some were slaves. Rich people lived in the houses built of clay, dried on the sun, with the wooden roof. Earth walls and floors were painted and covered with weed. The family was sleeping in the back side of the house or, at summer, on the roof. They had a bathroom and the toilet as well, although not as similar the 21st-century models. Rich people made great feasts including a lot of foods and drinks that were served by the slaves. The guests had pieces of Scented Ornament on their heads, enclosed with a beautiful fragrance. Guests were entertained by the singers, dancers, acrobats, players and jugglers. "

" It is sad. Rich will get richer in the hell of the poor and poor will get worse battling the war of the riches. The gap between the two always gets bigger and bigger, even the child´s cries can now be heard from abyss created." These words left the Infinity lifeless like the fallen soldiers after their last march.

It was ghastly for Infinity to acts like this, but I guess this topic is sombre. It is dark especially for us that have to look at it till the end of existence. It is hard, to see so much injustice and pain, but worst of all is that even the smartest, poorest and reaches are all ignorant. They walk through life similar to blind madmen, making the same mistakes again, again and repeatedly.

“Difference between rich and poor was seen in education as well. Most of the children did not go to school. The boy learned their father's crafts, and girls attended their mother's housework. Children of the wealthy inhabitants went to school. They learned to read and write on papyrus. They used picture letter - the hieroglyphs. One picture sometimes meant a message and sometimes a word.

In their free time, Egyptians hunted or played games. On the land, they killed from chariots, and on the water from the ships. They killed hippopotamuses with a harpoon and the rope and birds with bow and arrow. Hippopotamus meat is still consumed in some parts of the world. Human eating hobbits are drastically worsening and become more similar eating hobbits of the predator, that to the rational human being. Children played with balls made of animal skin and toy made of wood and ivory. They loved to fight and wrestle in the ancient Egyptians swamps.

As time passes, people resist change more and more forgetting its mystery. They put all of their energy into destroying the past and fighting the old. People fear change because it is beautiful and like all beautiful thing it hides pain within. They make excuses of what is holding them back from the progress while it is themselves who are keeping them back.

Unfortunately, some things honestly cannot be changed. Past cannot be changed, but you can learn from it.

" I think we can now begin with the real storytelling. Let me tell one story that will explain to you how important is to change and adapt to the situation." I replied getting large smiles from everyone present

The story began 4700 years ago in the time of pharaon Djoser. He was still a young pharaon when the event that marked his life as well as the entire Egyptian empire. He never thought that something like that could happen. It was the twilight, and he was eating grapes on the terrace of his palace when one of his most trusted advisors bursting to the door disoriented and awestruck. He began to speak to Pharaon.

“Oh my lord, my lord. They are here. Gg-gods are h-here, and they wish to see you, my lord. They want to speak to you. They are here, they are here, among us mere mortals. Amon-Ra and Amunet have descended from their divine duelling to meet you, my lord. Oh, oh, oh. They are here!”

He then began to cry the tears of pure joy and slowly fall to ecstasy. The pharaon, on the other hand, did not show any emotion of happiness and ower calmness as his advisor but of annoyance. He spoke with irritation clearly showing in his words.

“Stop talking nonsense, my old friend. Why would gods want to come to Earth and talk to me? Are you sure that you did not drink too much of vine today?”

“My lord I am sure! Come and see for yourself. I am not laying or talking nonsense, and certainly, I am not drunk! Please, my lord, come and see!”

The Pharaon Djoser followed his overwhelmed advisor, not because he believed him, but because he did not have anything better to do at this moment than to support, in his opinion, insane friend. He, of course, brought with him fifteen gourds, just in case this is the murder plot, although he did not believe that someone would want to kill him. After all, he was a wise and kind ruler.

When they came to the main entrance to the place and were about to leave the grand building, a deep male voice spoke.

“Pharaon Djoser of Egypt. Come and see.”

The pharaon, advisor and guards quickly turned around to witness, for them, a perfect sight. A raven-haired man with caramel skin tone and penetrating golden eyes. He was dress in a golden skirt. He was barefoot, and his chest was bear and sparkling on the latest rays of the Egyptian sun. Next to him stood the most beautiful woman they have ever seen. She dark hair, caramel skin and golden eyes. Her hair was long and looked so soft and unrealistic on the soft desert wind that was blowing toward slightly, the most unbelievable sight ever. She wore something that could look liked 21st-century one-piece bathing costume with bear back and hips. The difference was, that dress was made of Gold. They both looked real and intimidated while holding golden wands with shining diamonds on top of them. His diamond had the bright, warm colour while she had the colour of the starless sky, of the abyss. He put his arm on her bare hips and stared at the socked Pharaon without flickering. The silence that surrounded them was broken by a melodious voice of the gold-eye woman.

" Do you know who we are? Do you know why we are here?"

She stopped as if she was waiting for the answer she would not get. After a few seconds, she continued.

" We are the hidden ones! You may call us by the names of your Gods and Goddess. Amunet would be I, and Amun-Ra would be my beloved one. The flame of our love flamed for over 4000 years, and it will glow forever, our love has no bounds and knows none of dying and mortality!"

She stopped again, but this time to see, to explore the effect of her words. The result was great, humans in front of them started to shake, and the advisor befell on his knees. The silence was made again, but this time corrupted not by velveteen female voice, but by dark, shivering voice. It was Amon-Ra.

" We came to you to ask you, Pharaon, for help. We need you and you people to work with us to defend your planet. Before we tell you anything about the emergency, we need t know if you are willing to work with us!"

He looked in Pharaon making him fall on his knees an cry out

" Of course, of course, of cour My Lords. Of course…! "

Amunet and Amun-Ra looked satisfied. Pharaon and two "Gods" disappeared, leaving behind shaken advisor and guards.

Djoser, Aminet and Amun-Ra resembled for some time in what was the underground chamber for planning war tactics. Amun-Ra spoke.

"What we are going to speak now, must not leave this chamber. Is this crystal clear?"

Pharaon could not speak from shock, so he just nodded. Amunet spoke next.

" We should better sit, as the story is running long."

As they sat on chairs around the old wood table, Amount began the story.

" Every 10 000 years a phenomenon called alignment occurs at a particular spot in the Univers. This time it happens that the place is your planet. It will happen on the Earth."

She spoke and place her finger on the map, that suddenly appeared, an on the south-east part of what is today recognised as United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northen Irland.

"The alignment is the moment when all of the Universes and multiverses equalise, so it is possible to travel through all of them. Yes, there are more Universe that the one you live in. Moreover, Universe is the place beyond the sky; it is where all of us live. Multiverse, on the other hand, like another version of your universe, consisted of the ones before and after your was created. Like the past and future together, with no time at all. The problem is the energy realised from the Alignment can destroy the entire planet and cause a huge hole in the Universe that would suck it all in itself, causing the end of this seen Universe. That is if it is not handled properly. We tried to manage it in the past, but the prices were huge. Extension of entire races and wintertime that lasted for thousands of years. However, now we have the plan to prevent all of it, and we need your help. We need your people to build pyramids in certain particular places."

She showed places on the map marked with red crosses.

" Pyramids will be build of particular stones that would be able to hold the energy and avoid destroying. The stones are located in your kingdom and have a green triangle on them, so your people will know which rocks to collect. They will fit perfectly together with one another, and green triangles will disappear once the pyramid is built. Supply of the stones is big enough to build pyramid thorough couple hundred years, around 3000 years I believe. Pyramids will be the pillars that will collect the energy released from the Alignment, lower its power a little. Accordingly, the received power will not destroy anything in multiverses including other universes, and it will be sent back. I will not go into details, but if you willing we can start immediately with the plan?"

Pharaon Djoser nodded again as they disappeared from the chamber.

Two decades after, the first pyramid was built. Amon-Ra and Amunet were satisfied. They talked to Pharaon the day after in his private rooms. Amon-Ra spoke.

" We are both very pleased by your work. We will get you to gift as it is fit. However, before that, I want to present you one last thing regarding our plan."

He flicked his fingers, and fifteen horn-shaped instruments appeared in the chambers.

" These instruments are extraordinary. If the pyramid is placed in the wrong place, 10-15 people must surround it in the circle and play this instrument. Its times will lift the pyramid from the ground and as musicians walk in the circle to the place were pyramid is supposed to be, the pyramid shall follow them. 15 people are the best number, especially if the pyramid is big. Just enough air will circle pyramid to lift it. Now to the gift. We will give you part of our knowledge. Call your court clerk, and we shall instruct him what to write down."

As he said, it happened. The presentation looked like something like this.

HIMERA

Main features

Lion head

Snakehead

Goat head

Arrow-shaped tail

Three-headed chimaera is a fan of volcanic areas. From its goat head, it is breathing fire

like a dragon and from it snakehead attacks with a venomous bite. Lion head, however,

bloodthirstily shreds pray into peace.

Lair: Vulcanic crater

Size: Length 5 and height 2.5-4m

Look: Snakehead and goat head can grow from the back

Attack: Poison, fire, teeth, claws

Food: loves bitter food and humans are its favourite pray

SIX-LEGGED SALAMANDER

Main features

o Lizard Head

o Fire-resistant though

o Three pairs of legs

o Fire-resistant skin

o Long tail

This type of salamander can be seen only in the volcanic areas. It can produce venomous milk which can extinguish the fire. It helps it to survive.

Lair: Vulcanic crater

Size: Length 60 cm and height 20 cm

Look six-legged salamander; legs can fall off and re-create again

Attack: Poisons milk that is also useful in catching the pray

Food: Firefly, small bugs and planta with sulfur

HYDRUS

Though he is hairy when he is dry, he roles in the mud and creating a protective sheath whit which he enters into a crocodile, his main food, which he eats from the inside.

Lair: Muddy holes along the Nile

Size: Length 30 cm and height 1-2 m

Look: Similar to mongoose

Attack: Eats pray from the inside

Food: Crocodiles and Hippopotamuses

FENIX

An exceptionally clean and neat creature, Fenix is the rarest of all earthly beings. From unpleasant parasites, it is regularly released by a hot bath.

Lair: The nest in the treetops of cinnamon

Size: Length 1.3 m and height 0.7 m

Look: like jagged eagles with a long tale

Attack: It never attacks

Food: fruit

SPHINX

Subspecies of sphinx

Androsphinx- human head

Criosphinx- caption head

Hieracosphinx- eagle head

Of the three subspecies, Adrosfinga is the only one who can speak and has developed a tendency for riddles. Each subspecies has a winged version.

Lair: Ancient Ruins

Size: Length 2 m and height 1-1.5 m

Look: lion body and human head

Attack: claws and teeth

Food: Human meat, but it will renounce it for the challenge

The presentation was recorded on papyrus, and there was many more thing. There were paragraphs about diets, universe, stars. For Egyptians, most important ones were about Nile and stars, but the most interesting ones were about rare and mystical animals, like the ones above. The pyramids continued to be build after Amun-Ra and Amunet left, all until the fall of the Egyptian empire; for that was the wish of Amunet and her beloved.

Last uttered words from the hidden ones to humanity were:

“Death will come for us all

You and I

The goal is not to be divine and live forever

However, to be human and to create something that will last and serve the future

That is the life celebrated,

That is the life lived! “

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cookiepiefrenzy · 7 years

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Integritale 08 - A Town of Good Memories

This was the first time Serifa had been in a Library. She was really impressed by the amount of books that were there, even if it was a rather small room and nothing more.

-This place is so cool! she exclaimed.

-Shhh, don't be that loud! You'll annoy the people reading here!

-Whoops, sorry!

Sans wasn't really into reading, but seeing Serifa so excited about it, he couldn't help reading books with her. They read all kinds of stuff, from the monsters' history to funny cake recipes. Serifa made Sans promise that they would bake a chocolate-strawberry cake together on the next day, using one of the recipes they learned. It was already noon when they decided to leave.

Next up was Northern Snowdin. It wasn't as full of people as the rest of the town, since it mainly consisted of houses.

-Who's that person with the boat? Serifa asked. He looks kinda creepy...

-Oh, that's just the Riverman...or the Riverwoman. Nobody knows, really. And yes, they may seem dark and creepy, but don't worry, they are actually very friendly. They like to sing a lot too, even if they might not look like it!

-Really? Wow, didn't expect that. Are they fishing from that boat?

-No, no. They are just a free means of transport. They can take you to the Waterfall, or even Hotland!

-Hotland?

-It's the land after the Waterfall. Pretty hot place, full of lava and stuff. The main things existing there are the Royal Scientist's Lab, the Core and the MTT Resort. Oh, and Mettaton broadcasts his shows from there as well! I'd take you to meet him but the deeper you go...the more dangerous it is for you...

-I see... Well, it's okay I guess! Snowdin is a great place after all! Hey, what's that guy doing?

-That's the Ice Wolf. He throws ice in the river every day, all day long. The ice goes through Waterfall and Hotland, and ends up in the Core to cool it down. If you ask me, it's really neat, the way it's designed to go all the way from here to the Core!

-You mentioned the Core before...What is it?

-It's like a huge factory. All the energy we use in out homes and stores comes from there.

-Sounds really well planned...I wish I could go see all these amazing places!

-Maybe if a lot of time passes, you will be able to go in disguise...

-That would be awesome!! Serifa smiled happily.

-Come on, let's go see the rest of the town.

Sans took her to the decorated tree in the centre of Snowdin. He explained to her how it had been a tradition to put presents for everyone under the tree. Serifa laughed, explaining how Christmas trees from the Surface were a similar tradition.

-So, does that mean you copied us? Sans laughed.

-I think our tradition is older than yours!

-Yeeeah, sure...Copycats!

-If you think so!

Serifa suddenly started running away.

-Hey, where are you going? Serifa?

She knelt down, and soon rose again, holding a big snowball.

-TAKE THIS! she shouted, throwing the snowball on Sans's face.

-Oh, you want a war, little one? Sans laughed, throwing back a snowball.

-WHO's the copycat now Sans? Serifa laughed.

-Damn, you trapped me! Now, vengeance is coming!!

Sans threw another snowball. They continued playing for a while, but soon stopped, hugging and rubbing their noses against each other.

-Seriously though, seeing how quickly and easily you make new friends here...I believe that this tree will soon have a present with your name under it. Sans smiled.

-Or, maybe I'll be the one to put a present there! Hey, I have an idea! That cake we wanted to make...let's make a lot of them and put them under the tree as presents for everyone!

-That's so considerate of you...alright, let's do that!

Sans paused for a second.

-You know...Since I met you...I'm being a lot more motivated to do stuff. I mean...I never knew or wanted to learn how to cook. I never went for walks like this... I never even considered reading. I was just sitting around the house or at Grillby's, eating junk or watching TV. I was a real...<lazybones>.

-You HAD TO ruin it, didn't you? Serifa chuckled. I'm glad I'm giving you motivation. I just hope you're enjoying it and I'm not pushing you around...

-Well, I do need some pushing in order to do stuff! Sans laughed. But, it's definitely worth it!

-You still don't go to your work though! Serifa chuckled evilly.

-Oh really? Okay then, I'm taking you to Undyne! The Royal Guards will be pleased with my work! I may even get a promotion! Poor Paps will be jealous!

-On second thought, we all need breaks from work! Serifa chuckled.

They went on to visit the rest of Snowdin. There wasn't much left to see. After showing her the Inn and the Shop, Sans suggested to continue their walk in Snowdin Forest.

-Monsters attacked me last time I went there...Will it be safe? Serifa looked worried.

-Don't worry sweetheart. They all know me. They won't even come close if they see me with you.

-I didn't know you scared innocent monsters!

-It's not a matter of fear. They just know me and trust me. Geez, am I that scary? Sans laughed.

-Your puns are.

-Cruel.

They were walking in the forest for hours, holding hands, kissing and admiring the beautiful scenery. The pine trees, the snowy paths, the little dog houses. Everything was magnificent. Even though it was snowing, they didn't mind. The more the snowflakes, the more picturesque the place was becoming.

-Hey Sans! You have frozen lakes here! Serifa exclaimed excitedly.

-Yes, we do! Surprised you didn't notice them on your way here...

-Do you do ice skating? I used too do it when I was little, it was so cool!

-Well, I've seen no one trying that, sorry...

-Ah, what a shame... But, who knows, maybe, when I make a lot of friends here, I'll persuade everyone to start trying it! We can all practice together! I'll help everyone with what I remember!

Serifa's eyes were sparkling with excitement.

-Haha, I'd like to see you try moving these guys from Grillby's all the way here!

-Well I did move the laziest of them all, didn't I? she winked.

-I guess that's true! Sans laughed. Come on, the sun is starting to set. You promised a dancing party at Grillby's didn't you? I believe everyone will be waiting for you, so let's head back!

-Alright then! Let's go smash the place!

Serifa took Sans's hand as they walked back through the forest. On their way back, they met Papyrus.

-Sans! I was looking for you all day!

-What is it Paps?

-I saw Serifa wasn't home. That means she was healed! So you have no more excuses not to go to work!

-Oh, come on Paps! I could always go to work tomorrow...or the next week...month!

-SANS! You are irresponsible!

-Hey Paps! Serifa interrupted him. Are you busy right now?

-No. I have finished my training and my shift for today, unlike my lazy brother!

-Awesome! Well, we are going to Grillby's right now. Everyone will be there and we will have a dancing party. It would be so lovely if you came!

-Grillby's? No thanks, I hate that place! It's full of grease and unhealthy food!

-You don't have to eat, just come to dance with everyone!

-She's right you know, Paps. You gotta have some fun too from time to time!

-But the place stinks of ketchup!

-Oh, come on! Serifa insisted. How are we gonna have a great dance party if THE GREAT PAPYRUS isn't there to show us his awesome dance moves?

-Hmm...if you put it that way... I guess I'll come! I can't destroy your party with my absence! But only for a bit!

-Great!! Serifa smiled happily.

-You sure know how to manipulate my brother, don't you? Sans whispered to her, chuckling.

-Maybe I do! she chuckled back and winked.

Soon, they reached Snowdin. Serifa couldn't wait.

-Alright, my skeleton friends... This is gonna be <bone-shaking>!!

-OH, MY LOVE I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! Sans hugged her and laughed. They marched forward, leaving Papyrus facepalming behind them.

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